Jungkook's POV
Flying with Jimin has been the first time I've ever flown, and I can't describe the feeling. I love it when we take off into the air and I'm slightly pressed back into my seat because of the speed, I can't stop smiling as we make our way into the air, and my eyes stay wide as I peer out my small window. Everything is so small that a part of me almost finds it troublesome.
I can't say I'm not nervous though. At first I thought I was going to throw up because of how jittery I was, but after I sat across from Jimin and watched him relax, it made me want to be cool and relax too.
I watch as Jimin puts his luggage above him in a small cargo lodge, then quickly sits back down and buckles his seat belt before swiftly plugging in his headphones and closing his eyes.
I try to do the same but I can't help but look all around me, snapping pictures with my phone of the fancy plane. I look to my left and see Jimin relaxing in his seat, his eyes closed and I can't help it. Quickly, I put my phone back in my pocket once I've finished snapping a picture of him.
"It's gonna be about an hour and a half flight so you might as well get some rest, Jungkook." Fredrick says from his seat.
"Y-yes, Coach." I press a button which reclines my chair and soon enough I'm drifting off to sleep.
Jimin's POV
I watch him look around the cabin, his eyes wide in curiosity and awe...he's so cute.
I watch as he pulls out his phone and begins taking pictures of our plane, is this his first time flying? I wonder to myself, and mentally curse myself for not asking him earlier.
Suddenly I see him turn toward me and a moment of panic flies through me as I wonder if he'll catch me staring. Quickly I shut my eyes and hold perfectly still.
Quietly I wait until I hear him click the reclining button on his chair, and once the rustling of him moving around stops I risk peeking at him.
He lays facing me, his eyes shut softly, his arms folded across his chest, his mouth slightly agape.
Is this how he looks when he sleeps?
I stare for a long time, taking mental notes of how his dark eyelashes fan out beautifully from his peaceful sleeping features; the smooth rhythm of his breathing making his chest rise and fall slowly.
I feel my fingers inching toward my phone, and quickly I slip it back inside my pocket once I've finished sneaking a picture of him....I'm so weird...if he knew I took a picture of him he'd probably be upset.
I watch him for another 15 minutes, imagining secret, guilty pleasure scenarios between us until I feel my eyes begin to droop with fatigue and I fall asleep.
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"J-Jungkook?" I ask as I make my way through the house. I know I saw him come inside, he must be hiding.
"Come and find me!" I hear him shout playfully from another side of the house, and I do.
I walk down the hallway to our rooms and look everywhere, but he's nowhere to be seen.
"Jungkook?" I ask again, feeling a little afraid that he might jump out and grab me from somewhere.
No answer comes.
I look at his door, but a part of me says that I'm not allowed in there, so instead I walk into my room.
Laying down on my bed, I close my eyes and try to remember what I was just doing, when suddenly Jungkook bursts through my door, completely dressed in his skating attire.

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Resurfacing The Ice//Jikook
FanfictionJimin, an ever rising champion in the figure skating world, refuses to skate another season until his coach finds him someone worth his time, someone who is up to par with his talent. Jungkook, a mere electrician, is fixing the air conditioning syst...